Whenever I write somewhere else, somewhere not quite here (just a page away), I tend to think that everything I say is ... lame. Nothing gets posted, nobody, I don't know what I've done
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Can you think this thought slower? Can we be here all day? My God, I've found religion. But it's in a human being. Can I worship all humanity (well, all except for me) Stand aside! my determination Cannot be revoked; This is a moving line In image never changing, still I know this movement well And you cannot make me doubt Myself.
Go Sky! F#ck the man! F#ck the establishment! F#ck the majority (and especially the top40!)
But I get the feeling the Neighbours writers are going to screw her character over for her individuality. Just watch. The ball will be a disaster and she'll be to blame.
Today was good because I was able to do the whole exploration thing once again. Photo exploration! And when my batteries ran out I read Elliott lyrics on top of the sea. Then I slept on a bench next to the foreshore! People with houses are really missing out... And vice versa of course but... I wouldn't mind.